Hiya Whose.
oh god don't ask....he took a YEAR to provide the financial information. No excuse or reason given. he was 'busy'. The residence issue never got to court in the end although effectively i did lose my plea for a residence arrangement that would have allowed me to see the boys regularly enough. As I have far more time during the week (and far more time full stop) and would not need to farm them out to a nanny etc, I wanted weekday custody, offered him every weekend, no go. He insists on 50% minimum and the level of legal threats he was issuing plus the fact that he is a lawyer and used to a good fight or 3 meat that I knew there was no point in going to court in the end, would have bankrupted me and upset the kids even more, so I gave in.
he is also obsessed with their current school and insists that they go there until 16 (?! how they'll feel about that when they hit their teens I don't know). So no moving out of a very specific area of London, for their life. Even though we could both live within commutable distance of both jobs quite easily, he has made it clear that he will never consider this. His life must not change, full stop.
I have to work outside of London because I couldn't get work there as an academic (I did try...) plus I also suffer from crowd phobia, panic attacks etc which are much worse in urban areas. Due to medication i can't drive for long periods either so doing the one and half hour drive to work from London every day was out really. I was doing this p/t last year and ended up having complete nervous collapses all the time.
tbh though I still dont' know if what I am doing is the right thing and that is why there is a chance I'll end up giving up work and coming back to be an SAHM in London. That is what ex is terrified of.
I considered taking voluntary redundancy over the summer but just couldnt' do it... I've worked for 8 years to get this job and work is the only place I have any friends, sadly :(. I was told quite frankly that I'd most likeely never get work in niversities again apart from p/t teaching (and even that is not guaranteed in this awful economic climate) if I left now. And I was always a dreadful mum anyway in any other terms than 'playing'. No good at cooking, homework, etc. Control of temper and moods is clearly an issue and I struggle with that every day. The loss is not really the boys' but mine. I long to have them in my life every day, but my illness and circumstances mean that i can't. The guilt is overwhelming because I know that if I wasnt' this awkward loony person, I wouldnt' be in the situation I'm in. And I know a lot of people can't sympathise with me- they feel I chose to be marginalised in their lives so I deserve all I get. And I sort of understand them.